“Girls are pretty when they have hair.” This was what I was told and made to believe growing up after losing my hair at age 2, due to the autoimmune condition alopecia.
This was so much more than just losing my hair, it was losing part of me. I was born with a head of beautiful red hair, but it began to fall out, first in small chunks and then within a few weeks I was completely bald.
When this happened 27 years ago, I knew no one else in my community or school with this condition. I felt embarrassed, ashamed, and ugly and saw nothing beautiful about my bald head.Read more on themighty.com